Now, my high school students want me to go paint-balling with them.
GEE, WHAT A GENEROUS OFFER ON THEIR PART! SURELY THEY HAVE NO ULTERIOR MOTIVES! NOWHERE ON THE PLANET IS SAFER THAN WITHIN A HUNDRED YARD RADIUS OF HORMONE ADDLED TEENAGED BOYS HOLDING HIGH POWERED, POTENTIALLY INJURIOUS PROJECTILE WEAPONS!
So, anyway. I'll probably end up whimpering in a patch of poison oak, completely covered in purple paint. But...they are forgetting my mutant healing factor...
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Ok, having had teenage boys and girls who have paintballed my house, other's houses as well as a teacher who they detested (because they were dancing a little too close and she told them to leave room for the Holy Spirit) house, here is some advice.
HIDE!!! Seriously though, wear a life jacket under your coat, those little paintballs hurt and leave bruises when they hit. Wear some type of helmet and goggles or complete face mask. Pad your legs and arms with lots of layers and wear shoes and clothes that you don't mind getting stained. Oh sure, the paint is supposed to wash out, but I wouldn't count on it.
Have lots of fun, but carry a white hankie on a stick to surrender when you've had enough. Actually it's probably a sign that they like you that they asked you to go with them instead of just paintballing your house or car. Good luck, Kitty
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